Stare at the sky
and breathe now
And today of all days
The air feels sweet
and feels tragic
But is so precious

Stare at the twilight
and feel your own soul
Staring back from galaxies away
And smile
To be alive

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Just a little something to remind us that although the trageties of yester-year are still fresh wounds, there are salves of today that help heal us everyday.
Although my country is scarred from war and sadness, I still look in fondness at the remarkable obstacles we've come against, and the astounding changes we've made within the last 8 years to prove to ourselves and to the world that we are not afraid.

Hide no longer.

-love-